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[It's been a while, Laguna thinks to himself, casually strolling the main level of Balamb Garden with his arms over his chest, a curious expression on his face, boyish eagerness. The Headmaster was too kind, inviting him for the weekend to discuss in person the events between the Gardens, Esthar, and Galbadia.
As casually as he's strolling, he's dressed as equally as casual in a pair of beige khakis and pale blue dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The past twenty years have been, surprisingly, good to him. He still thinks he doesn't look a day over twenty-seven!
While he knows Balamb Garden like the back of his hand, he still stops at the navigation to page through it, and then looks towards the elevator. The very same one that would take him to see his son on the 3F. But Laguna shakes his head.
No. He can see Squall later.]
Poor kid's probably bogged down with work anyways.
[mod note; Because Laguna wasn't affected by the Time Compression - instead of being 44, he's actually 64. He doesn't look at all like it, but he is. :(]
As casually as he's strolling, he's dressed as equally as casual in a pair of beige khakis and pale blue dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The past twenty years have been, surprisingly, good to him. He still thinks he doesn't look a day over twenty-seven!
While he knows Balamb Garden like the back of his hand, he still stops at the navigation to page through it, and then looks towards the elevator. The very same one that would take him to see his son on the 3F. But Laguna shakes his head.
No. He can see Squall later.]
Poor kid's probably bogged down with work anyways.
[mod note; Because Laguna wasn't affected by the Time Compression - instead of being 44, he's actually 64. He doesn't look at all like it, but he is. :(]